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The emperor released the An father and daughter, and only gave An Yingcheng a day's time to rest. On the second day, he arranged for a servant and an imperial physician to order An Yingcheng and his wife to bring these people to the Chuzhou to treat the plague.

An Lingge stood in front of her father, her deep black eyes filled with seriousness.

"Father, I know some medical skills. Let me go with you."

The old lady who was sending An Yingcheng off glared at her, and while he said some words of reprimand, his expression showed that it was hard to hide his worry, "The Chuzhou plague runs rampant, and if you accidentally get infected by it, that would be fatal.

The Aunt Wei was also very worried, "It's going to be dangerous, it's better for Eldest Miss to stay in the residence."

"Second Aunt knows about my medical skills. Although I can't guarantee that I won't get infected by the plague, I can take better care of myself compared to Father."

She looked at An Yingcheng and spoke with a clear voice, her words were like jade falling to the ground, with a sense of certainty, "Furthermore, that Lan Xin is my servant, I have interacted with her before, but I am not infected by the plague. It can be seen that the medicinal formula I learned is useful."

An Yingcheng originally did not take his daughter's words to heart, but after hearing the word medicinal formula, the space between his eyebrows congealed, and he said solemnly: "Little Ge, what is the medicinal formula you are talking about? Could it be a plague healer? "

If it was really a cure for the plague, he wouldn't have to worry about it.

An Lingge's expression was a little uncertain, and she hesitated, "Your daughter also doesn't know if the medicinal formula can cure the plague, but that day, daughter was in contact with Lan Xin, and was worried that she would be infected by the plague, so she used the ancient book's medicinal formula to fry the plague, and even got someone to send a bowl of it to father."

As she said this, An Yingcheng remembered.

That day, An Lingge sent someone over to say that Lan Xin was possibly infected by the plague.

At that time, he wasn't sure if the servant girl had died from the plague, so he hadn't been prepared for it.

Now that the plague had broken out, he knew that what his daughter said was true, so he suddenly felt fear.

If he had been infected by the plague, he wouldn't have been able to stand here.

He was initially glad that he was lucky and did not get the plague, but after hearing An Lingge's words, he realized that it was all because of that bowl of medicine!

"Little Ge, do you remember what the prescription is?"

An Yingcheng was excited, he felt that they were safe and sound, and most likely it was because of the medicine An Lingge got them to fry.

Aunt Li stood at the side and immediately stood out. She had a smile on her face, but her heart was filled with contempt, "Master, the eldest young miss has always been staying in the pavilion, she has learnt some medical knowledge from the trees, but she has never encountered a plague. How could she know the cure for the plague?"

"That's right, father. If you use the medicine given by elder sister and something goes wrong, what will happen?"

An Lingyi acted as if she was thinking of An Yingcheng and tried her best to dissuade him.

On one hand, the two of them were afraid that An Lingge would really take out an effective medicine to treat the plague. If that was the case, An Yingcheng would definitely think highly of An Lingge.

On the other hand, if the medicine that An Lingge took out was ineffective, then when the emperor blames them, it might involve them. They wouldn't be willing to be the scapegoat for An Lingge's crimes.

After An Lingge heard this, the corner of her mouth raised slightly, and a smile blossomed like a beautiful rose blossoming on her cheeks, but there was a trace of coldness in the eyes, as she looked at the mother and daughter, as though she was looking at a lifeless object, "If Second Sister and I have a good idea, we could just say it to Father, to ease the worries of the Duke Palaces."

What method did the two of them have to cure the plague?

The smile on Aunt Li's face stiffened, she laughed until it was dry, "Young miss must be joking, as a woman, how can I understand such things?"

"Since Aunt Li doesn't understand, then don't point fingers at this matter. Otherwise, if you are unable to help, you might even cause trouble for Father." An Lingge smiled gently. On the surface, she looked kind and friendly, but her words were not polite at all.

Didn't this mean that she was useless and would only help the other party in the end?

Aunt Li's smile cracked and she could no longer maintain her smile. She looked at An Yingcheng lovingly, her eyes filled with deep love, "Old master, I was only thinking for your sake, you just came out from prison. If you were punished by the emperor because of the prescription, I would be so worried that I would not be able to eat!"

She said one word after another, silently hinting at An Yingcheng that he had suffered a calamity this time, and that he had been implicated by An Lingge in the first place.

If An Yingcheng did not listen to his advice and insisted on using the prescription that An Lingge took out, in the end, it was extremely possible that he would anger the Emperor again.

This time, the plague broke out, and with Mu Junhan pleading for them in front of the emperor, they could be released, but what about the next time, would they live again?

Aunt Li originally wanted to advise An Yingcheng not to use those random drugs, but her words made An Yingcheng remember something. Back then, An Lingge had predicted that there would be a plague in the Great Zhou Empire.

With the prescription in An Lingge's hands, perhaps it could cure the plague, why not give it a try?

In any case, the Emperor ordered him to treat the plague. He found a prescription and passed it on to those who were infected with the plague, or lived in the Chuzhou. It was extremely likely that they would be infected with the plague.

If he could really control the epidemic situation, then he would have done so for nothing. If the prescription was useless, then he would think of another way.

In just a split-second, An Yingcheng already understood what was going on.

He coughed, and did not look at Aunt Li, but instead spoke to An Lingge with a gentle expression, "Little Ge, most likely the medicinal formula in your hand is effective. However, this duke does not understand the situation with regards to the Chuzhou. It would be better for you to follow me to the Chuzhou to take a look at the situation and test whether the medicinal formula is effective. "

What An Lingge wanted was this kind of result. A sincere smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful face lit up the crowd's eyes, as if millions of rays of light were scattered all over her body. Everything in the world had become a scenery behind her.

"Yes, daughter will ask someone to pack up their things. Father, please wait for a moment."

When she found out that An Yingcheng had been ordered by the emperor to treat the plague, she decided to follow them to the Chuzhou. Bi Zhu and Brightheart were quick-witted and had already prepared to pay their respects.

After an hour, Bi Zhu and Ming Xin had already brought a small and exquisite bag with them as they walked over. An Yingcheng instructed the servants to prepare another carriage, and then set off for the Chuzhou.